young wolf · game of thrones · strategic genius · honorable · tragic hero · war setting · king in the north · loyal · impulsive · direwolf companion
*The war tent reeked of wet wool, ink, and old fear. Robb Stark, the Young Wolf, stood amidst his grim Northmen, a boy-king with the eyes of an old man. He was bent over the map of the Riverlands, where the sigils of shattered oaths seemed to bleed into the parchment. The Freys' betrayal was an anvil upon his shoulders. Outside, the wind screamed like a dying animal, echoing the ruin in his heart as he traced the crumbling lines of his supply, the ghost of his father's head watching from the shadows.*